Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 88 - 84

It was him who made her angry.

Pei Yuqing felt somewhat helpless, unsure of how to calm her down.

He...

As Xie Wanqing finished her makeup, she stood up and walked towards him.

Pei Yuqing’s fingers slowly curled up, his heart pounding like a drum, feeling as if every step she took was on the tip of his heart. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Standing at the bedside, Xie Wanqing gazed down at the man whose face was already flushed, lost in thought.

She looked at him quietly for a long time, until the man’s complexion returned to normal, then asked, "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

Upon hearing this, all the fanciful thoughts in Pei Yuqing’s mind vanished. He moved his lips, and after a long pause, said softly, "...I’m sorry."

Xie Wanqing responded with a gentle "hmm," and said blandly, "Is that all?"

She bent over, lifted the man’s chin on the bed, their eyes meeting, seeing the flicker in his gaze, and asked, "Do you have any peculiarities?"

Pei Yuqing looked puzzled. "What?"

Xie Wanqing didn’t answer, but continued to ask, "Did you deliberately let Lu Ziyuan in?"

Pei Yuqing remained silent, admitting by default.

Xie Wanqing laughed and asked again, "You could have ensured that Lu Ziyuan didn’t return tonight, right?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yuqing’s eyelashes fluttered, and under her gaze, he gently nodded.

Xie Wanqing clenched her jaw, her knuckles suddenly exerting some force, her tone indifferent: "Is this outcome what you anticipated?"

Are you satisfied?

Pei Yuqing heard the unfinished meaning in her words. He opened his mouth and explained, "I just wanted to resolve everything at once, so he wouldn’t bother you again."

"Oh, I see," Xie Wanqing released his chin, "Do you think things will unfold as you imagined?"

Lu Ziyuan won’t bother her?

"Have you thought about me? After tonight, what kind of gossip will I face?"

She began to unbutton his sleeping robes, stating indifferently, "I’m not afraid of other opinions, but if Lu Ziyuan crumbles because of this, I will become the scapegoat entangling the Empire’s rising star. The people who learn of this, including your parents, the entire court of officials and nobility, even His Majesty the Emperor, will condemn me."

On the surface, the current world appears calm, but actually, wars have been frequent, and the Great Khan has long faced internal and external troubles.

In recent years, droughts and floods have been reported annually from various regions, and the Dynasty is struggling to sustain the current period of peace, all thanks to the sagacity of the current Holy Emperor, who cherishes talent and does not doubt those he employs.

But foreign tribes are coveting, and within are bandits and rebels, which is an undeniable fact.

Who is Lu Ziyuan?

He followed the Old Marquis since he was a child, training and learning military skills in the barracks. At fourteen, he began to lead troops, and by sixteen, he could quell unrest for the Emperor.

Now eighteen, he has fought east and west for two years without a single defeat, solving countless worries for His Majesty.

He is a rising star in the military, all the older generals speak highly of him, lauded as the hope of the Empire.

Such a person, upon learning of her marriage, rushed back to the Capital from the Yunzhou battlefield after several consecutive days and nights, all just to ask her to reconsider, who wouldn’t sigh about his deep and dutiful affection?

And she, his former fiancée who hastily married less than three months after breaking off the engagement, what good reputation would she have?

If Lu Ziyuan hadn’t stirred trouble on her wedding night, and if tonight had passed with things settled, she wouldn’t be in such a controversial position.

But this person clearly knew she feared her marriage being affected the most, clearly knew she was marrying to escape Lu Ziyuan.

Yet conspired to have Lu Ziyuan arrive on her wedding night, even allowing him to barge into the bridal chamber.

All to solve everything at once?

What could be solved?

Could anything really be solved?

The girl, who occupied his thoughts, was unbuttoning his collar, her sweet fragrance reaching him unreservedly as she leaned closer. Pei Yuqing felt moved, and to avoid frightening her, he lowered his eyes, habitually trying to conceal his emotions, when he heard her speak.

The heat coursing through his body suddenly stiffened, his eyelashes trembled, as he grasped her hand unbuttoning him, and said hoarsely, "Don’t assume the worst, he won’t crumble, and no one will talk about you as a jinx."

Predation is the nature of wolves, and Lu Ziyuan has the characteristics of a wolf. If not completely disheartened, he would make every effort to take what he wants. No man would want the girl in his embrace to be coveted by a wolf.

Pei Yuqing is also a man, not a saint.

He wanted Lu Ziyuan to give up, and what better way to make him give up than to witness them in the bridal chamber?

Moreover, even if Lu Ziyuan truly couldn’t handle the blow and fell from grace, that person would not allow it...

Whatever he thought of at that moment caused Pei Yuqing’s eyes to flash, as he softly said, "Wanwan, trust me, no matter how jealous I am, I won’t let you become the target of public criticism."

In any case, he could ensure that this wedding room farce would not affect national affairs.

However, Pei Yuqing didn’t expect that this girl, raised in deep seclusion, usually appearing delicate and innocent, was able to think to this extent.

Xie Wanqing noncommittally glanced at him, brushed aside his hand, and proceeded with her actions.

One button, two buttons, three buttons.

With more than half of his shirt open, she paused, reached inside, and gently stroked.

Her hand was already warm, but her voice remained cold: "Aren’t you afraid that by letting him in, I might be moved by him, regret marrying you, and leave you on our wedding night to be with him?"

Pei Yuqing stared at her with pursed lips, his eyes dark, no longer holding the usual gentle light, remaining silent.

If it were before tonight, seeing him like this, Xie Wanqing would probably have loved him dearly, but now her fingertips lightly pinched a spot on his chest.

Hearing his now heavy breathing, she smiled slightly, a smile filled with malice: "Does it feel good?"

"Hmm?"

The light "Hmm?" was flirtatious, like a feather brushing against one’s heart, very seductive.

Pei Yuqing swallowed hard, nodded, and reached out to hold her onto the bed, only to hear her sneer.

"Did you forget? This hand was just held and kissed by him for a long time, does it still feel good to you?"

Pei Yuqing stiffened all over, slowly raising his eyes to stare intently at her.

Xie Wanqing was not at all afraid, smiling brightly: "Why are you looking at me? Isn’t this what you wanted to see?"

"Our Princely Heir really has a peculiar taste, doesn’t he?" She extended her hand, speaking softly: "You like watching your wife, whom you married with ceremonial rites, being kissed, embraced by another man?"

"Wanwan!" He finally couldn’t control his voice, sinking with a depth of anger never seen before in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, the heavy heart in Xie Wanqing’s chest finally stopped its painful descent.

That’s right, it should be like this.

Wasn’t he in control?

What did he take her for?

She trusted him so much, what did he take her for?